The writer destroys the World and starts a new one, but is it real?

Don’t think it is better than it really is.

In contrast to her modern work environment, she kept a primitive home. This way she escaped competition for social status and expectations and demands from others.

We all have our inner issues that we’re faced with acknowledging and evolving from. But the only way we evolve from it is by going through "the shit" of it. This is for those who have gone through or are going through "the shit."

Inside each of us is an escapist, of some form or another, to a greater or lesser degree.

I wrote this song on September 11, 2009 aftr I started thinkin bout my life over the past couple months. But I aslo didnt really have to think about it…it pretty much wrote itself.

The continuation.

Insanity is not a free mind.

A poem about mankind’s misinformed look towards this life and our existence.

Chapter of a novel.